Before we delve too deeply into my words, I want to say a quick something about this story. First off, these were the first erotic stories that I'd written, 8 years ago, in 2012. I haven't read it since, and I'm sure it has some errors of some types.
My Magic series gets better over the course of the 10 stories, each set in the same world (a present-day world very similar to ours) but with different characters.
Enjoy, and please feel free to comment! And remember, the series gets better as it goes!
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He found himself waking in his own small room. Not the witch's magic one that he last remembered, but his own room, the one he paid for with his own money. Swinging his legs off the side of the bed and sitting up, he placed his head in his hands and rubbed his temples wondering what had happened and if it was all just a dream.
Still unsure, but more awake a few moments later, he swung his legs back onto his bed and laid back down, his whole body feeling exhausted for some reason. As his hand fell upon his bed beside him, he felt a piece of paper. When he lifted it up to see what it was, he noticed writing, so he sat up a bit higher to read it.
'G'morning my pet, I hope you remember last night well. I've got much more planned for you... I'll see ya tonight, now be a good pet and go about your day as usual. Oh. And don't mind that hard on ~giggles~'
As he finished reading the short note, he felt his pants suddenly feel much tighter. With a sigh, he got up to walk it off, but nothing worked, leaving him with a feeling of hopelessness, knowing that he'd be stuck like this for the rest of the day.
Although there was no relief, he somehow managed to make it through the day with minimal embarrassment, leaving work to head home as he had done last night and every night for as long as he could remember. He walked down the alley with a mixed sense of wonder, fear, anticipation, and something else that he couldn't quite place. All he knew was that this witch would come for him tonight and probably many nights after, and that he was her new pet, whether it was willingly or not.
He walked and walked before he felt the sensations of magic surrounding him once more, and the next he knew, he was back in the room he was in last night. He was alone, though he felt the magic around him completely. He knew she had to be around somewhere, but he couldn't see her or her aura.
"So, my pet, I'm glad you showed up," came a soft voice echoing through his mind faintly, giggling at the end. "So you've been in this... unfortunate state... all day, are you ready to play for me? Just nod your head if you are."
He felt his head nodding, but couldn't say if it was because of some spell or his own desires.
"Mmm, good choice." The voice had changed to a lusty tone rather than the soft seducing one. "Now, you may be wondering what else I've done to you, or you may have tried to block it out of your mind and ignore it, but it's too late for that now. I'm just gunna tell you anyway," another giggle found its way to his ears. "You see, not only have you been aroused all day long, there's nothing you can do to get rid of it. Nothing. I can play with you for as long as I want, and you won't be able to release unless I end the spell. Last night was fun, kitten, or you wouldn't be here again. But I don't wanna have to stop all the time for ya. Mmm, yea, I'm thinkin' this'll be fun..."